Back in March After approximately 2,000 words that are now back story, we have this 1,854 word offering. Finally. I hope that you all like it!
Muiyn was knocked to the ground by the newly shorn Uralic knight, his hair so recently cut short that his scalp was pink under the blond stubble. He made a surprised sound when she pulled him in on top of her and tucked his head into the crook of her neck, smooshing his face into the ribbons from her headdress and the grass underneath them. She held onto him while the large floating rock skimmed over them as it passed from the bushes on one side of the clearing to the bushes on the other side and, if anything, tried to pull him down more firmly.
They continued to lie there for a moment after the stone had passed out of view, just long enough for one of the other Uralic knights in their party to say, "Sir Evgeny, if you and the lady envoy aren't having a private moment down there, it is safe to get up now. Before that thing comes back, or a fellow follows it."
Sir Evgeny pushed himself up on his elbows and said carefully in Muiyn's native tongue, "My apologies, Lady Muiyn. I trust you were not harmed?"
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